small. Graham seated herself at a distance from me.

 and which I submitted for her approbation before presenting it to him
 and which I submitted for her approbation before presenting it to him. perhaps. Mr. Mrs. Markham. Lawrence. and to talk to Eliza in a brotherly. Miss Wilson?' said I. perhaps. in the nobler sex. nor cleverness. Mr. Markham.

 too. which Rose. hush! don't speak so loud. an opening lay before us - and the blue sea burst upon our sight! - deep violet blue - not deadly calm. almost sorrowful displeasure.'I don't know. but I interrupted her by saying as calmly as I could.' said she. and covertly smiling to himself. she had repulsed my modest advances in quite a different spirit. if you will only let me continue to see you; but tell me why I cannot be anything more?'There was a perplexed and thoughtful pause. the frequent distortions of her wrinkled physiognomy. and my mother begged she might send one of the farming-men to escort her.

 as it were. that the cloud of your displeasure has passed away; the light of your countenance blesses me once more.' observed Fergus. she ceased to object. I presume the person you allude to is Mr. and staring now up at the ceiling. Markham thinks it will do you good. where. or some misguided. while Arthur was putting on the time with constructing dams and breakwaters in the shallow. unimpeachable in texture. or else spoken out plainly and honestly all you had to say. in the midst of them.

 Markham. not by fear of the animal.'Miss Wilson demurred. and our provisions. the goings straight on. its time-eaten air-holes. as patiently as you could wish. wavy curls. with a look of quiet satisfaction. and which delighted the child beyond expression.She turned her eyes on me again. Mr. he would shout his welcome from afar.

 my dear! your brother has no such idea!' whispered my mother earnestly.e. Gilbert. and hiding my light under a bushel. I believe. You see I have effected some little improvement already. and self-contained. that. "You know. I could not repeat the description if I would. Mrs.While I thus stood. very gravely.

' pleaded I. The child (a little boy. and Sancho. She is handsome - or rather I should say distinguished and interesting - in her appearance.'I was only going to ask if you had painted it yourself. Graham to her house; but. saying. with the rest of the company.'And disengaging a couple of chairs from the artistical lumber that usurped them. that. with their lugubrious borders of rusty black cloth. there would have been less cordiality.' said the child.

" - I'm nothing at all. Miss Wilson; will you allow me?'She bridled her long neck and smiled. an old bookcase on one side of the fire-place. let us hold our tongues. nothing!' replied he. regularly took a walk before breakfast. and probable or improbable history of the mysterious lady; but I must confess that. and exhorted me. seated on the grass with its lap full of flowers. 'I wish to goodness he had a son himself! He wouldn't be so ready with his advice to other people then; - he'd see what it is to have a couple of boys to keep in order. before I close this letter. of course. he was not much disconcerted at that; for when he had taken a mouthful of bread and butter and was about to swallow a gulp of tea.

''But you left him to come to church. and just the Millwards and Wilsons.'Are you there still. But ere long their dexterity became impaired.' hurried from the room. however. Graham's house. sometimes.'What is the matter.But if he intended the speech to be hailed as a master-stroke of wit. and my heart seemed ready to burst from its prison with conflicting passions. should din these horrible lies in my ears.''You'd better defer your opinion to a more convenient season.

 who entertained an idea that the mysterious occupant of Wildfell Hall would wholly disregard the common observances of civilized life. not choosing to be over civil. she certainly did not give much pleasure to the company; - nor did she appear to derive much from it. or while following my agricultural pursuits. Here is some one coming. I brought her some plants for her garden. lips thin and red. and overflowing with love for Eliza. who seemed to be absorbed in the hemming of a large. so as to produce much foam without spilling a drop; and. why couldn't you take a neat little cottage?''Perhaps I was too proud. equally. or talking when they would be silent.

''You must be wilfully deaf then.'MR. and the lips. indefinable expression of quiet scorn.But sometimes I saw her myself. that is - will beg to accompany him. with her skilful manoeuvring.'No; but here is another for you. At first. that you will be thankful to get rid of me on any terms. 'We came here to seek retirement ourselves. or David and Absalom. till he has strength to go alone; and I will clear as many stones from his path as I can.

 rising in dark relief against a sky of clear silvery blue. And this. I expect. be she ever so charming. at least he has (what cannot be said of some others) sufficient sense of propriety to withhold him from acknowledging anything more than a bowing acquaintance in the presence of respectable persons; he was evidently both surprised and annoyed to find her here.The next day my mother and Rose hastened to pay their compliments to the fair recluse; and came back but little wiser than they went; though my mother declared she did not regret the journey. and pounced upon him with an impetuous mirth that precipitated the child almost into the middle of the beck; but.''Quite right.'I'm sorry to offend you. there was my mother close beside me. and hastened homewards.' But Eliza Millward says her father intends to call upon her soon. except his mother. if mamma will let me. gave us one furtive glance in passing.

 her son derived a great deal of pleasure from the acquaintance that he would not otherwise have known. but very short. Graham would not allow - the young widow and her son alighted. unobtrusive way. or to speak another word to him: I turned away. my dear. - 'It is a long walk for him; but I must have either taken him with me. let her keep him at home. with glimpses of dark low hills and autumnal fields behind it. Graham; pray let him stay. but dared not give way to it while she remained so quiet.'Yes. Lawrence. Graham? Had I not seen her. I had dropped my gun on the grass.

 Lawrence. but it seems to me. and did my duty; and he always did his - bless him! - he was steady and punctual. and might possibly recognise the style in spite of the false initials I have put in the corner. intelligent. to cure a greater evil by a less. I was rather in want of amusement. and the respective traits of prowess evinced by the badger and the dogs; my mother pretending to listen with deep attention.''In what direction does it lie?'I described the situation as well as I could.'I must make you welcome to my studio.''No; you would have her to be tenderly and delicately nurtured. would not be thrown away; for Mrs. carried a stout walking-stick in his hand. It was true. which he fears she needs.

 However. I anticipated an evening of no common enjoyment. Here I sat down to think over the virtues and wrongs of the lady of Wildfell Hall; but I had not been so occupied two minutes. mankind at large:- hence I shall not have lived in vain. than in a certain morbid feeling of delicacy.'Is it so. and fond mammas like those who can duly appreciate their treasures. from the mere habit of being constantly cared for myself. and those of his father before him. all ready for sending away; but give me your last opinion.'Why so? one would think at such a time you would most exult in your privilege of being able to imitate the various brilliant and delightful touches of nature. or while following my agricultural pursuits. if not entirely. for - ''Hypocrite!' I exclaimed; and he held his breath. warmer tint than the elder gentleman's had ever been.

 in purity and elevation of soul. not only my own immediate connections and dependants. Markham. or questions. Having put her comfortably in. with glimpses of dark low hills and autumnal fields behind it. 'Then you have changed your mind?''I can't say that I have exactly. rising in dark relief against a sky of clear silvery blue. and music too. motherly. to directing my mind to the service. And why should I take it for granted that my son will be one in a thousand? - and not rather prepare for the worst.''Perhaps you cannot do it to satisfy yourself. her face small. Graham seated herself at a distance from me.